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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Charlie and the Potty

Watching the Yankees lose drains me of motivation to blog.

Charlie is completely potty trained at home. He's been in undies for over two months now. We go out all weekend and take long day trips without a diaper in sight. For some reason he just can't get with the program while he's at daycare. The obvious reason would be that there are too many distractions - that he's just having too much fun and doing too many things to be bothered with going. That makes sense in theory, but then wouldn't that same logic apply for the Renaissance Festival and the zoo? It just doesn't make any sense at all.

We tried the undies at school thing last month and failed miserably. I decided that this is going to be the week. Yesterday he went through four pairs of pants. I think part of the problem is that I feel bad making his teachers deal with it, but how is he ever going to learn if we don't just bite the bullet and say "hey, you have to wear big boy undies to school!" Maybe it will take a few days of wet pants and discomfort.

So wish him luck. I have a feeling I'm going to be doing a lot of laundry this week.

Hm. That's tricky. I'm sure he'll get the hang of it soon. Another suggestion I would have is to make it a little more inconvenient than simply changing his clothes and getting back to playing. For example, by maybe having him have to get washed up, too? I suppose that's inconvenient for the day care providers, though.

This is sort of irrelevant, but this reminds me of a story about something that happened at school. "Cody" (a 7th grader) had been wetting his pants in school on a regular basis (for reasons I won't go into here). The procedure was that he would come down to the Student Center, change into clean clothes, and go about his merry way. The aides felt sorry for him, so they kept clean clothes there for him. This went on for about 6 weeks. Finally,when I found out the aides were using the washer and dryer to clean the clothes for Cody, something clicked. The next time he wet his pants, I told the aides that they had to teach him to use the washer and dryer and have him take care of his own clothes. Guess what? After ONE time using the washer and dryer, Cody was suddenly cured! Talk about LAZY!haha